16 August 2012

my hair is longer

My hair is longer. This is one of the biggest changes I can see. I know a lot has changed for me within these past few years, but the one that makes its mark on me visually is my hair. It is long; or longer.

This time two years ago I was married and having a discussion with my now ex-husband about how we are not working out. That when we promised forever it came with stipulations and demands. I remember sitting on our couch discussing how we were going to "try" when in reality I was relieved that he finally drew some light on the elephant in the room: we weren't working.

Two  years later, here I am. A lot of change. I have gone through a divorce, left the home I built with my ex behind, the oppression I felt melted away, and I realize that these sound devastating. Perhaps, at one point they felt that way but, in two years I've managed so many better things that the weight of the negativity doesn't feel heavy if at all existent.

Within two years I've managed to find love; an effortless type, which this experience is totally new and unique to me. In two weeks, we are moving into a new apartment. I start taking a yoga teaching class in a month. These are a few of the positive things I've found in my life when I finally realized I had to let go of my old one.

I love my life more than ever. I have my passion back. I wouldn't change a thing about how things went on within my life. And I want to thank Mr. James for welcoming me into his.

15 August 2012

Supplemental income

Supplemental income: that's what we talked about yesterday. Not in fear of not having money, but as a potential project where we can make extras. Extras which translate to extra trips, paying off those last few dollars of lingering debt, buying an extra present here or there. 

We're currently in the middle of a food type of project in which we are exploring the pros and cons of selling it online. Simple stuff really, but we have a good idea. More importantly we are having fun and both of us are actively involved.

The other good news in the vein of supplemental income is that I start my yoga teacher training in exactly one month. I will be finished in December. That means come Christmas time I'll be a bona fide yoga instructor! That also means that I want to find a part time job somewhere. Mr. James has already started scouting a few opportunities I may want to check into, (how do you not love a man that makes searching for work easy for you?)

So after all said and done, we will still have our full time jobs, me (hopefully) doing some yoga teaching on the side (what's really awesome about this is that instead of paying for the classes, I will be getting paid!), and our creative business sort of moving forward, hopefully we'll be able to easily scrape together the money to get the whaler (translation - boat) Mr. James has been pining for and me a scamp trailer.

23 April 2012

Rain

Today it is raining.






















We needed it.

Hitting the refresh button in September

It's been 3 weeks since we, Mr. James and I, signed the lease. The lease that goes into effect in September. SEPTEMBER! I'm not trying to wish the summer away by any means, but the whole at least having a place to live...a place of my own again would be great, or as the kids say epic. It's a medium sized place which includes a parking spot and, more importantly, a backyard; a backyard to garden in!

So, knowing that this is happening (in September) I've done what any logical person would do. I've become fanatical. I managed to save the pictures from the ad onto my desktop (sneak peek below), before they were deleted, in order to look at them and determine how things should be set up. I've tossed them into Photoshop to play with wall color. I have looked at them EVERY DAY since I first found the ad. I've checked out Ikea, Craigslist, Apartment Therapy for fun and quirky ideas, cheap frugal ideas. And I'm excited. Really excited.

Anyway, I have to wait until September. If that's not one of the most terrible sentences ever, I just don't know what is. It's like telling a kid, "you're going to Disney World....next year...ah ha ha ha ha!" Just evil.